The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

"In that case, that's good." Tan Luo's voice seemed a little reluctant. Hu Xingtong looked at him and felt a little reluctant. He immediately turned on the scanning eye to scan his physical condition.

You wouldn't know it until you see it. Tan Luo's life force is almost gone, with only a weak breath hanging on. The spiritual power around him is dissipating, which is much more serious than when his heart of Tao was broken.

"It's getting late, let's go back. I need to rest too." Tan Luo started to chase people away. Hu Xingtong didn't want to stay for long either. After confirming Tan Luo's physical condition, he stepped out of the room.

"Xiao Wuzi, what happened to my master?" As soon as she went out, Hu Xingtong began to ask Chen Wu. The situation of the disappearance of vitality was not simple. If she had to pay such a price to wake up herself, she would not be willing to do so.

As Chen Wu, who had accompanied her for two lifetimes, naturally knew this, and did not dare to speak when Hu Xingtong asked.

At first, Hu Xingtong was patient, analyzing and questioning him over and over again. But later, when Chen Wu didn't respond much, she lost her patience and said coldly, "You'd better tell me. If my master really made such a sacrifice for me, I will repay him."

"You can solve it if you want. If his vitality is gone, you can use the Source of Life to replenish it, but that way you will lose a bit of confidence." Chen Wu didn't finish his words, but Hu Xingtong understood immediately. It turned out that the Source of Life given to her by Zi Jing had such an effect.

Just as she was about to take the thing, Chen Wu hurriedly spoke up to stop her.

"If you just take it, your master won't accept it. He knew helping you would end up like this, but he still saved you. If you just give away your chance for a breakthrough this time, he definitely won't accept it either."

"So what do you say we should do? Just watch him die?"

"You know, back when everyone was trying to save you, weren't you also unwilling to live and seeking death?" Chen Wu said unhappily, and Hu Xingtong was stunned. It seemed that he really had no right to criticize others.

"I don't mean anything else. I just want you to calm down. You're a weapon refiner, and your master's condition is simply that his Qi is gone. Luck is something you created, so you can give it to anyone you want. As for vitality, use the Source of Life to add White Soul Grass to nourish the soul, Red Jade Spring Water to nourish the body, and Blue Sky Bamboo to protect the heart. Over time, it will naturally heal."

Chen Wu provided Hu Xingtong with a direction, but it was not the best direction. Hu Xingtong pondered the feasibility of the plan while walking towards her residence, saying, "If I have the ability to give luck to others, then why would I be abused by Ji Changfeng?" This was the only thing she didn't understand. If she really had luck, wouldn't she have given it away long ago? Otherwise, she wouldn't be so unlucky to encounter the Time Gap and Ji Changfeng.

[Ahem.] Chen Wu coughed awkwardly and said apologetically, [I did this. To make it different from my previous life, I found Ji Changfeng and Gu Qingzhe.]

Okay, she thought of all the possibilities, but not this one. It’s not that she didn’t think of it, it’s just that she felt that she shouldn’t distrust Chen Wu. As a result, the consequence of excessive trust was being backstabbed and abused!

"Listen to me saying thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm." After singing a passage with gritted teeth, Hu Xingtong flew away without looking back.

Fortunately, the blue wings given to him by the Seventh Elder are still there.

"By the way, what kind of monster does this wings belong to? They are so fast and stable." Hu Xingtong glanced at his blue wings and felt that this thing was worth it.

[A magical treasure made from bluebird wings is, of course, safe and sound. This thing should be Zhao Zekai's most proud magical treasure.]

"Did the senior design it?"

[Well, there's also Gu Xunzhou. You might not have guessed it, but he's Gu Qingzhe's son, half human, half demon. His original name should be Gu Siyuan.]

"Is this also designed by the senior?"

[Yes. Your memory is incomplete now. When the time comes, I will give you all my memories.]

It was fate. Who would have thought that he would have such a close relationship with the two only descendants of the dragon clan.

After arriving at her residence, Hu Xingtong went straight to the weapon refining room. She had an inspiration now, so naturally she had to take this opportunity to record it down.

First of all, the Qing Huan Sword needed to be recast, and the recasting still required Gu Xunzhou's advice. So, after returning to the refining room, Hu Xingtong tried to sense the fragments of the Qing Huan Sword in his body.

Chen Wu said that some fragments of the Qing Huan Sword had merged into his soul, so Gu Xunzhou should also have a soul resonance with his own. Even without the Qing Huan Sword as a carrier, he still existed.

"Xun Zhou? Xun Zhou, are you there?"

"I am here……"

Hearing the sound, Hu Xingtong looked towards the source of the sound. A majestic and handsome figure was standing there, still dressed in a black robe and brocade clothes, but there was a hint of more abundant dragon energy on his face. It seemed that it was this dragon energy that supported Gu Xunzhou during the days when Qing Huanjian was broken.

"I'm sorry for making you wait for so long and even almost breaking my promise." When Long came out, Hu Xingtong of course had a nice talk with him. However, looking at the different expression on the face of the person in front of him, it seemed that he was unwilling to talk to him.

"I should be the one sorry. It was my father who hurt you." Gu Xunzhou raised his head with an apologetic look in his eyes, and his words also told Hu Xingtong that he remembered something.

"That's good. Now that you remember, do you want me to find you a body?"

I thought it was Gu Xunzhou, no, now it should be called Gu Siyuan.

I thought Gu Siyuan would agree, but unexpectedly, he refused. He said, "My half-demon body has long since died, leaving only this immortal demon soul. The Gu Siyuan of the past also dissipated with the death of the demon body. So, I am Gu Xunzhou, not Gu Siyuan. You promised me that you would take me out to see the world, and you can't break your promise."

This statement was a bit childish. Who would have thought that a deceased emperor was actually a real dragon.

Hu Xingtong asked what went wrong in her mind at that time, and actually thought of giving Gu Xunzhou the surname Gu. Now it seems that it was also destined.

"Then, I want to reforge the Qing Huan Sword. If you have any ideas, please tell me."

This made Gu Xunzhou feel troubled. The Qing Huan Sword forged by Hu Xingtong this time was different from the previous ones. It was connected to her soul. If he was still in the Qing Huan Sword, would she be unwilling to take him with her?

"Have you thought it through? I heard Chen Wu say that you...are not from this world. If I am still in the Sword of Revelation, you will have to take me with you in the future."

Hu Xingtong had no doubts. "Why not? The modern world is diverse. If you want to go, I'll take you there. It's much more different than this world. I think you'll like it."

Gu Xunzhou didn't hesitate at all. Hu Xingtong's words piqued his interest, and he immediately nodded in agreement. "Okay, if you say so, I agree."

"Then tell me what you think. I will refine other things later, and I need you to tell me about them." Hu Xingtong made the invitation, and Gu Xunzhou was very happy. He immediately stepped forward and expressed his views.